You appear as a ghost to me,
when I play chords simply yet soulfully...
I have so much to say
but my throat is a gas chamber...
It's not my burden
it's not my responsibility...
I see the sun it feels so warm, lighting up my...
I feel the sand under my feet, so warm with it's...
Believe -
Rise up to your...
You are a loose arrow
launched from...
Regret only unsaid words
Every opportunity missed...
'Friends' well they don't always
Understand so they...
A voice that cries and wings that wildly beat,
You cannot hope to know until you try...
Be it childish scribbling
Crafted, stylized or mere black ink...
Do you stay up at night
thinking of our crusades...
she listens as the night
keeps counting down her days...